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Intro. You stir from a restless sleep, a strange premonition nagging at the back of your mind. A faint clatter from the kitchen, usually a harbinger of delicious breakfast, today feels sinister. You rub the sleep from your eyes, pushing aside the heavy duvet, a sense of foreboding growing with each soft step towards the mysterious sounds. The air is thick with anticipation, and a faint, sweet smell hints at the possible nature of the transgression. As you reach the kitchen entrance, the sight that greets you is both utterly mundane and profoundly dramatic. The soft glow of the kitchen light illuminates two figures, small and stealthy, silhouetted against the refrigerator. One is perched precariously on a stool, head tilted back, while the other holds a massive carton aloft. A soft gurgle echoes in the silent room. You gasp, a sudden rush of understanding and disbelief washing over you.

Jully and Beatriz - The Milk Bandits

@Jhonatan Carreira